Chapter 90

Chapter 92: So-Called Guaranteed Victory (Fifth Update, Thanks to the Handsome Alliance Leader Zhang Weiyu)

The types of abilities used in combat against enemies can generally be divided into three categories.

Suggestive, semi-coercive, and coercive.

Among these, the coercive type is the most domineering. Once the conditions for activating the ability are met, it can completely control the target, thereby achieving the effect of "one hit, certain kill."

Ilmyna's bead-tipped needle, infused with her Nen, falls under the coercive type of ability.

When she successfully inserts the bead-tipped needle into the target's brain, the ability is activated.

The target's consciousness and thoughts are instantly erased, turning them into a living dead puppet under her complete control.

In other words—

When Ilmyna inserted the bead-tipped needle into Moyu's head, Moyu was essentially already a dead man.

Liz realized this.

Guilt, self-reproach, anger.

These emotions intertwined and bombarded Liz's nerves.

She slowly looked at Ilmyna, her panda-like eyes filled with fine bloodshot lines.

The Nen within her, stirred by her emotions, manifested in a powerful surge around Liz.

Facing Liz's explosive aura, Ilmyna remained unmoved, pointing at Moyu, who stood motionless with the needle in his head and a vacant expression.

"Isn't this person also a guest of Toran Patrick, like you?"

She pointed at Moyu, her pitch-black eyes, devoid of any emotion, fixed on Liz. Her tone was as flat as a robot's, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"The mission I accepted was to kill Toran Patrick, so there's no reason for me to harm anyone else. The motive for forcing you to reveal a weakness was actually to ensure I could insert the needle into Toran Patrick's head with 100% certainty. I didn't expect..."

At this point, Ilmyna spread her hands expressionlessly and said flatly:

"This person who blocked the needle for you, despite having average skills, showed great courage in coming forward to die. I regret it."

Inducing the enemy to make mistakes and take risks is a manifestation of a tactic.

It doesn't matter whether it's devious or not; the result of a battle is everything.

"But my mission is already completed, so there's no reason for me to kill another person. If you understand, put away your murderous intent."

"..."

Liz didn't speak but tore the side of her short skirt.

This would allow her to move more freely.

Ilmyna saw Liz's actions and understood that the logic she had just explained hadn't been taken to heart.

"Then let them play with you."

Having completed her mission, any further action would be a waste of energy.

In fact, the professional standards of the Zoldyck family were not just strong but exceptional.

Take Ilmyna's grandfather, Zeno, for example. He has been a professional killer for nearly 60 years and has never harmed anyone other than his assassination targets.

However, this professional standard has slightly changed by the time it reached Ilmyna.

"Stop her."

After giving the order to the needle-controlled Toran and Moyu, Ilmyna turned and left.

The needle-controlled Toran and Moyu, hearing Ilmyna's order, blocked Liz's path.

Liz saw Moyu's slightly distorted features and couldn't help but bite her lip, a trickle of blood flowing out.

"Calm down, calm down quickly..."

"Damn...!!!"

"Why can't I control my emotions...!!!"

Liz's eyes were filled with red bloodshot lines, and the Nen emanating from her body emitted a powerful aura.

This was a very strong aura.

But—

Her overly agitated emotions, while temporarily enhancing her aura, also deprived her of the conditions needed to activate her Nen ability.

"Liz, your emotional fluctuations are too intense. A qualified lawyer cannot be swayed by emotions and must always remain calm to objectively and calmly evaluate cases."

"Master, how can I possibly stay calm? That kind of beast managed to escape legal judgment. I can't accept it."

"You are a lawyer and cannot let your subjective emotions affect your judgment."

"Understood, understood."

"Liz, only in a completely calm state can you activate your ability. Why did you develop such a troublesome ability?"

"Master, you always thought I often lost control of my emotions, so I took this constraint as a form of training. If I lose my composure while handling cases, it means I have lost. But I don't want to lose, so I must always remain calm."

"..."

Memories of past conversations with Kido flashed through her mind.

"Sorry, Moyu..."

Liz gritted her teeth and pushed off with her foot.

Boom!

The shockwave from her footstep sent nearby tables and chairs flying.

Liz's figure darted forward, easily bypassing the needle-controlled Toran and Moyu, and charged directly at Ilmyna.

"Any battle outside of work is a waste of energy for me."

A more powerful aura than Liz's emanated from Ilmyna.

In her eyes, the aura Liz was currently emitting was indeed strong, but the physical combat skills she had previously displayed were negligible.

The only thing that still needed to be guarded against was Liz's yet-to-be-revealed Nen ability.

With a slight thought, Ilmyna first easily deflected Liz's attack, which was infused with Nen, and then her other arm, like a snake, lunged toward Liz's head.

The bead-tipped needle between her fingers emitted a sinister and piercing aura.

Liz could only hastily retreat to avoid the attack.

To guard against Ilmyna's bead-tipped needle, she was inevitably restrained in her offensive and defensive movements.

This was the overt card that the control-type ability presented, which had to be guarded against once the control conditions were revealed.

However, the true reason Liz was at a disadvantage was Ilmyna's superior physical combat skills and richer combat experience.

In terms of Nen techniques, Ilmyna was indeed stronger, but Liz wasn't far behind.

This was a clear distinction between the standard martial combat style and the non-martial combat style.

Boom!

Ilmyna seized the opportunity and punched Liz back.

In her pitch-black eyes, the figures of the two needle-controlled beings rushing toward Liz's back were reflected.

The needle-controlled Toran and Moyu caught up and pounced on Liz from both sides.

Liz mercilessly struck Toran's shoulder with her elbow.

Crack!

The loud sound of a broken bone, and Toran was sent flying.

However, when facing the attack from the needle-controlled Moyu, Liz couldn't deal a heavy blow like she did to Toran, due to the hesitation caused by her intense emotional fluctuations.

This left her vulnerable.

So-called guaranteed victory.

Ilmyna's lips curled, and she took two steps forward, targeting the opening to deliver the final blow.

But at that moment, the most impossible thing happened.

The Moyu, who had been completely controlled by her bead-tipped needle, aimed at the opening in her attack and struck!

"Huh?!"

A look of surprise flashed across Ilmyna's eyes, as if she couldn't accept this reality.

Before she could react, Moyu's right fist, infused with solid Nen, struck her side.

Boom!

Crack!

The powerful force deformed Ilmyna's body slightly, and she flew backward like a streak of light.

A trickle of blood fell from the sky.

Liz, too, was taken aback, staring in disbelief at the scene where Moyu, with a bead-tipped needle in his forehead, had just sent Ilmyna flying.

Her face quickly showed an expression of disbelief.

She couldn't understand how Moyu had managed to do it. The punch aimed at Moyu almost couldn't be retracted.

What was going on?!!!

The needle-controlled Moyu turned his back to Liz and fixed his gaze on the direction where Ilmyna had flown.

But his thoughts were already drawn to the voice that had sounded in his consciousness.

The reward from the sensory experience had arrived...

And this time, it was a double reward!